Yesterday was a fun day. My parents came and we got to spend the day together eating sushi, playing stepmania, doing laundry, purchasing webspace, rearranging my freezer, and chatting about a variety of things. When they come, it's like being home. I guess they bring that sense of home with them! Home is not a 'place,' though it gives you a sense of place.
They also brought a ton of great food with them. Non-pareils, cheetoes, mini-cheesecakes, as well as the healthy & good stuff like hot dogs, veggies, and fruit. I sent back with them extra books and stuff that I don't need lying around my stuffed bookshelf.
I spent the evening eating pizza down the street with the Search the Scriptures gang. I learned a lot about Columbia and Iran from two of the new students!
Today I had a rough morning - just like yesterday morning. It really shook me up. Why does the topic of conversation have to be about the kind of thing I avoid thinking about?
After getting settled back into my schedule, I did my reading for Wednesday's presentation. I have yet to plan the presentation. I then sent out grades to the students. I spent the evening reading 705 and 795 reading till now. I had a tasty TV dinner of sweet & sour chicken and started my bag of cheetoes while listening to Sarah Harmer and singing along. I think of all my music, I can sing along with those songs the easiest. Its the notes and also the lyrics.
"Look at that grain out through the screen
after a quick rain came
So fast that
there wasn't time to roll up the windows
or pull the clothes down off the line
But I don't care
It was so dry -
the grass is happy now
And so am I"